The subway car was packed.
It was rush hour, and many people were forced to stand.
One particularly cramped woman turned to the man behind
her and said,
“Sir, if you don’t stop poking me with your thing, I’m going
to the cops!”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about miss that’s just my pay
check in my pocket.”
“Oh really,” she spat. “Then you must have some job,
because that’s the fifth raise you’ve had in the last half hour.”